An old man several feet tall with a naked upper body appeared in Jian Wushuang's eyes.
Jian Wushuang's pupils condensed. He was very familiar with this tall white-haired figure holding two thunder balls in his left hand.
It was the old man who had been seen in the Lian Shen Sect and on the battlefield outside the territory. He was the right envoy of the False God. His virtual strength reached the pinnacle, and he was on par with the White Ape, the ancestor of the Overlord clan.
If it were Jian Wushuang before, he would definitely run away as far as he could when meeting him, but now, he has no fear at all.
With a soft breath, Jian Wushuang stretched out his hand to pull down his hood, revealing a cheek that even the Right Envoy of the False God was very familiar with.
Sure enough, his eyes narrowed and he asked, "It's you Wu Shuang, not Jian Wushuang?! Didn't you escape? How dare you come here alone?"
"I'm here to collect debt." Jian Wushuang said coldly, "Blood debt!"
"Blood debt?" The right envoy of Xu God was stunned for a moment, then smiled arrogantly, "Just because you are such a hidden rat? Originally, I wanted to take your head and give it to Master Xu God as a night pot, but I never thought that you would die instead.
, it also saves me the trouble of searching.”
Ignoring the insults from the right envoy of the False God, he stretched out his hand to hold the Tai Luo Divine Sword hanging at his waist and slowly pulled it out.
Xu Shen's right envoy's eyes lit up, "Very good, very good. I'll just use this divine sword to cut off your head without any delay."
"Ten breaths." Jian Wushuang said coldly.
Xu Shen's right envoy focused his gaze, and the overwhelming virtual force instantly blocked all escape routes. At the same time, he punched out his right fist, and the star-destroying fist hit Jian Wu's double-sided door.
With the Star-cutting Style, a stronger sword light hit Fist Gang head-on, easily neutralizing his offensive.
The right envoy of Xu Shen focused his gaze. In his eyes, this figure who was almost equal to an ant actually defused his own offensive in an understatement?
Feeling irritated, he directly threw the two huge thunder balls in his left hand at Jian Wushuang.
The thunderball rises in the wind, and is surrounded by a huge amount of lightning. Once it is hit by any one, even the invincible Supreme One will be killed on the spot.
There was no evasion, Jian Wushuang just stood upright on the spot, with only the Tai Luo Divine Sword in his hand reaching forward like a lead.
The two thunder balls flew towards them, but they stopped motionless the moment they hit the tip of the Tai Luo Divine Sword.
Then Jian Wushuang raised his arms and stabbed, and the two thunder balls came back from nowhere, and their momentum was even stronger.
Xu Shenyou's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it, and blood mist exploded from his palm.
With a muffled groan, he opened his palms and saw that among the white bones, two thunderballs had been shattered into dregs at some point.
Since the first catastrophic battle, he has long forgotten what it feels like to be injured. Now not only is his palm broken, but even the two thunderballs that are regarded as his life are also damaged. The sense of shame and shame makes the right envoy of the False God instantly
violent.
"Jian Wushuang! I want you to die without a burial place!!"
The violent virtual power, centered on the Right Envoy of the False God, swept across the entire star field in an instant. Countless stars were shattered, and even the country below was destroyed in an instant under his remaining power.
"Incompetent rage."
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, the Tai Luo Divine Sword returned to its sheath, and he rushed forward directly facing the violent virtual force.
The right envoy of the False God, who was more than ten feet tall, punched him in the face, and at the same time opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of virtual flames, and the destructive breath easily tore apart the space.
The black robe surged, and Jian Wushuang reached forward with a flashy palm, directly breaking through the thick black flames, and struck the black fist.
A fist as big as a water tank hit the palm of his hand without any suspense.
The imaginary minced meat did not appear, and the proud smile even hung on the face of the virtual god's right envoy.
The ghost-like figure quietly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, a red gold divine pattern flashed past.
"Pfft..."
A soft sound passed by, and a huge head naturally shifted.
Jian Wushuang held Bai Hair with one hand and lifted the entire head of Xu Shen Right Envoy in his hand.
"Boom..."
The headless body trembled slightly, and then fell heavily to the bottom of the bilge.
"My body, where is my body?" The Right Envoy of False God shouted in horror. He wanted to escape but found that he only had this head left.
Putting the huge head in front of him, Jian Wushuang said quietly, "Now, do you still want to use my head as a chamber pot?"
"No, I don't want to." The extreme terror of death at any time made the arrogant right-hand envoy of the False God in front of him completely frightened. "Jian Wushuang, Mr. Wushuang, please let me go. I promise not to pursue anything that happened today."
, and I will definitely intercede for you in front of Lord Xu Shen, and then the Divine Power Universe will leave you alone."
With a flash of disgust in his eyes, Jian Wushuang directly threw the head in his hand into the star field.
Before he could rejoice, a beam of divine light shot out and destroyed him directly.
The right envoy of the False God has perished and disappeared!
Walking towards the bottom of the bilge, he saw a very familiar figure in a huge cage.
The white and light clothes were now extremely dirty, and the hair that had been pulled up into a playful bun fell apart, covering most of her face.
Jian Wushuang endured his heart that was about to explode and cut off the cage's mouth with one blow.
"Little boy." Jian Wushuang called softly while squatting down.
After calling several times, the frightened and numb little figure timidly raised its head and looked at Jian Wushuang with a pair of deer-like eyes.
In an instant, tears poured down, and a cry of sorrow rang out from Xiaodaotong's mouth, "It's you, you stinky chess basket..."
The sound of sobs resounded, and Xingzhi threw herself into Jian Wushuang's arms and cried bitterly.
Sadness welled up in his heart. The miserable situation of this carefree little Taoist boy who seemed to have gathered the spiritual power of heaven and earth into one made him think of the Fengtian ancestor who used his body to open a chasm in the sky and save the divine fire of the universe.
With his eyes red, Jian Wushuang murmured, "I'm late, I'm late."
"Smelly chess basket, where is my master? Please tell me where is my master. I want my master to avenge me and kill these bad guys who bullied me -"
The child in her arms vented all the fear and pain in her heart.
She has been serving Patriarch Fengtian since she was a child, and is not contaminated by the filthy dust of all things in the world. Jian Wushuang is the only person she has spoken to after Patriarch Fengtian, so she naturally regards him as the closest person.
"Smelly chess basket," Hsin Zhi stood up, looked at Jian Wushuang with a pair of red eyes, and sobbed intermittently, "Tell me, where is my master? I miss him very much. Does he no longer want Hsin Zhi?"
"If he was annoyed by Xin Zhi, Xin Zhi would not contradict him. Xin Zhi would be frightened and would never want to leave him again."
The pain in her heart made Jian Wushuang unable to tell her the truth no matter what.
He could only say sadly, "Don't worry, Xingzhi, as long as I'm here, no one will bully you from now on."